Geetnerd

Alright, we’re done. You obviously want attention, and I’m not giving you any more.

I’m wondering why this is so interesting to be an asshole about it?

Are you a child? Are you a novice pot user? A veteran would know what I’m talking about.

What’s going on here?

Again… as I stated, I was so high that I secluded myself.

Why are you probing about this?

Because I don’t like internet wannabe badasses, and I don’t like bullies.

Find a productive hobby.

Yeah, what you thought was a badass clapback in your head makes absolutely no sense, and reads as if it was written by an idiot.

Try harder.

Well, reading comprehension is a good thing.

I thought I laid it out clear it was my first time, and like most folks who have smoked before, I didn’t know how long edibles took to kick in.

And when it did, more than I wanted, I found a quiet place, and suffered until it was over.

That’s what I was trying to say. I ate a quarter, waited 30 minutes, thought “This ain’t shit!”

Then I ate the rest, and 15 minutes later I was so high I was miserable. Way, way too high. It was not pleasant. I learned my lesson.

Yep, that was me the first time. I was so high it was ridiculous.

What a clown, who tries so hard to present as a tough guy.

A stock Cybertruck.

No problem. I do the same, sometimes I make a joke that falls flat, but sounded hilarious in my head.

Have a good one, thanks for the thoughtful response.

I’m sure some exist, but not to the extent of “straight” young teenage males.

How dare you.

Gay people don’t make up stories on the internet for attention.

What happened?

A 4channer made up a story for attention.

Oh my God… get some, now. It’s culinary ecstasy.

Damn, sorry to hear that. Hope you feel better. Banana pudding helps.

Ah, I was drinking last night, and didn’t read the post well enough.

True, I’ve been in that work situation, where I didn’t fit in, and it was Hell. I got railroaded out of a job at a rural Southern hospital for making friends with a black coworker. I’m a white male. I was “warned” about my new friend by multiple older white coworkers, some department heads. When that didn’t work, I was consistently set up to fail by my boss. I thought about taking it to HR, and threatening to contact the ACLU and the NAACP, but I didn’t want crosses burning in my yard, so I quit.

And yeah, some people never make it out of High School. They’ll always be teenagers, emotionally.

I hope you find a job and a group you click with, sincerely. Best of luck.

Very. We have a Mad King ruling.

People are being deported to foreign gulags without Due Process: which means, without a trial.

Stay away.

I’m an old man.

So, believe me when I say you just need to put yourself out there, in social spaces, and meet girls/boys face to face, and just be yourself. Don’t put on a false face, a “front.” Just be you.

It helps to go to places, or events, that coincide with your personality type.

Don’t give up, don’t take every rejection as a death sentence.

You can do this.